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Chapter 497 South Korea... Knife Dance?
During this period of time, Jiang Wei and his brothers also rushed to many occasions.

There are professional theaters and improvised stages. Some performances are full of attention and cheers are endless; some performances are a mess below, and almost no one pays attention to them.

But no matter what kind of occasion, Jiang Wei took his brothers to perform conscientiously. After the performance, there was no need for too much entertainment. After getting the reward, he left directly.

Even if there is any negligence, they don't care.

Jiang Wei is a person who has endured hardships, can bear and let things go, and doesn't care about many things.

However, even Jiang Wei, who has such a good temper, was a little upset today.

As soon as they arrived at the scene, the organizer wanted them to change the music to a Korean music.

"I'm sorry, but our knife dance can only be matched with "Champion Overture". This was stated in the original agreement and cannot be changed temporarily."

Someone from the organizer said something in Korean mixed with Chinese, which Jiang Wei couldn't understand, but he also knew it was not a good thing.

He held back his breath and said, "I'm sorry, do you want to perform? Our agreed performance time has arrived, and we have to hurry back!"

Next to him, a Chinese young man came over and said embarrassedly: "Several brothers, wait a moment, some executives from our company headquarters are here, they want to give a speech, wait a moment, take a break..."

Next to him, one of Jiang Wei's brothers curled his lips: "Hmph, a group of sticks are still pretending to be aggressive here, do you still think it's decades ago? A group of sticks still think of themselves as foreigners?"

The Chinese boy heard it and couldn't help covering his mouth and giggling.

Jiang Wei turned his head and glared at the security guard. The security guard shut up awkwardly and retreated behind Jiang Wei. Jiang Wei then asked the Chinese young man, "What did your person in charge just say?"

"He said..." The young man glanced at Jiang Wei, hesitantly said, "He said... Xiaobai's song is not good, that's why he changed the song."

"This bastard..." The security guard who had just shrunk behind Jiang Wei suddenly became annoyed, "Brother Jiang, let's go! Who wants to play this kind of bastard for them!"

"He actually said that our Xiaobai's song is not good!"

"Damn it, do a group of sticks understand music!"

"Our Xiaobai's music is second to their whole family!"

"No, second them all over the country!"

The Chinese boy quickly comforted him: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, this matter is actually normal. Now the relationship is so tense, and the antagonism is also very strong. We look down on them, and they don't like us, but it's just a matter of food, bear with it." , don’t get stuck with money, earn their wages, and develop our economy. Anyway, sooner or later they will recognize the reality. At that time, they will know that the market is ours, and the money is also ours. American fathers are unreliable. Only by kneeling and licking the Chinese father can there be a way out..."

Hearing what the young man said, the security guards behind burst out laughing.

Several people are young people, chatting behind the scenes, it is quite speculative.

After a while, someone told them to get ready, and several people stood up and took their positions on both sides of the stage.

The venue where they were performing at this time was in the lobby of this Korean company.

After a few people got ready, another Korean stood up on the stage and began to chatter. Jiang Wei and the other six were wearing armor and had long knives hanging from their waists. They stood in two rows on both sides of the stage and waited for about Very soon, the young security guard next to Jiang Wei became upset again: "Damn, what is this for? Are you asking me to stand guard for the Koreans?"

Jiang Wei glared at him again, telling him not to talk nonsense, but in his heart, he was actually very upset.

Damn it, I always feel like I took a job in a show, how can people take advantage of it?

What are these Korean guys doing?
Thinking that he was standing guard for Han Bangzi, Jiang Wei was furious.

Damn it, I followed the champion Master Hou to fight on the battlefield, and I cut off thirty or twenty heads. Let me stand guard for you?
Believe it or not, I cut you off with one knife!
Holding back my breath, I waited another five or six minutes, and finally the show began.

During the performance, the atmosphere off the stage was not too enthusiastic, and Jiang Wei didn't care how he performed off the stage.

Meticulously finished the knife dance, put the knife back into its sheath, turned around and stepped off the stage.

I don't want to stay on stage for an extra minute for a second.

On the side of the stage, just about to take off the armor on his body, he saw the Korean man who said that Gu Xiaobai's music was not good, walked onto the stage again.

"As we all know, the Chinese sword dance is learned from our Korean sword dance. Next, we invite our Korean boys to perform our Korean sword..."

As he spoke, he turned his head triumphantly and looked in the direction where Jiang Wei and the others left.

The head had just deflected by two millimeters, and before his eyes turned away, he heard an exclamation.

"what--!!!!"

It was too late to say it, and then there was a "swipe", and a cold light came directly from the side.

Before he could react, the cold light was already clinging to the tip of his nose and flying past.

He turned his face slowly in a daze, and saw a bright long knife inserted into the speaker on the opposite side, and sparks shot out.

Jiang Wei looked livid and stood on the side of the stage.

His armor was half-unwrapped and heavy, but it didn't hinder his movement in the slightest.

He had just thrown the long knife in his hand, and raised his right hand again. He pulled out the long knife from the young security guard beside him and held it in his hand.

Holding a long knife, Jiang Wei walked towards the Korean man standing on the stage step by step.

"What did you say?"

"You say it again?"

"Who did you learn Lao Tzu's knife dance from?"

He endured, endured again and again, but now he couldn't bear it anymore.

Damn it, Lao Tzu's sword dance was created by killing people more than 2000 years ago!
At this moment, the Korean man was actually completely dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at the long knife flying past and inserted into the speaker, only felt his head buzzing and his whole body was numb.

The tip of his nose seemed to still feel the coolness of the long knife.

As long as there was a difference of one centimeter, he would probably be dead by now!

Hearing another exclamation from the audience, he turned around, and saw Jiang Wei walking over murderously with a long knife in his hand.

At that moment, he had an illusion.

Where is the man in front of him a knife dancer?He is clearly an iron-blooded general who kills without blinking an eye!

He is really going to kill him!

"Don't...don't kill me...don't..."

The man didn't have the complacency just now, at this moment he only felt his lower body heat up.

Already incontinent.

"Brother Jiang!"

"Do not impulse!"

At this moment, the other people around Jiang Wei realized and quickly pulled him back.

"Brother, don't be impulsive, it's not worth it!" The young man also quickly stopped him, "Quick, you guys go away..."

(End of this chapter)